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Web Exclusive: On a Rocket Ship to Hell
She came to understand that alcoholism was at the root of the wreckage in her life and came to AA to rebuild
"Drinking alcohol was like being on a rocket ship to hell. AA was my flight ticket back to the living."
My entire life from childhood through adulthood has been dictated by fear. Things weren't easy in my home in childhood. There was abuse and a lot of alcohol. I was afraid of everything and everyone. I didn't trust a soul. My favorite Aunt died from cirrhosis of the liver at the age of 40. When she died, she was yellow, and looked 7 months pregnant but her legs and the rest of her body were skinny like match sticks.
My parents divorced when I was five years old. Mostly, I lived with my mom and her various husbands. My first big recollection of drinking alcohol was when I was 12 years... Login to read more
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